"Maiden´s Choice" by Rochelle Leya Watts

The heavenly gates open upon the field
And in their light the battle is revealed

The cracking of steel on steel echoes
Of men screaming, wild and reckless

She rides silently upon
A pale horse the light of first dawn

Her eyes upon the men and hand fast on the spear
Listening beyond the cries of pain to hear

“Defend me, oh maiden, …”

She is quick to his side and though he fails to see
Through out the battle the maiden there to be

When from behind an assault like to death
She removes the ambushers each and last breath

The afternoon passes in colliding toil
Feint and blow beneath its heated coil

Then victory from one bold charge, and he who led
In front has survived by a starry steel thread